| I don’t know what to do
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| I don’t know what to do
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| An angel wakes me, rids the burden of a hangman’s fate
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| Clear those eyes
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| I’ve played with gasoline and lit it now, after mourning
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| Cured my apathy, see that forest burning
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| It’s plagued with all the thieves, their world came down without a warning
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| And I’m the one they see when the sky is falling
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| I’ve played with gasoline and lit it now after mourning
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| Cured my apathy, light the gasoline
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| I don’t know what to do
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| I don’t know what to do
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| An angel wakes me, rids the burden of a hangman’s fate
|
| Clear those eyes
|
| I don’t know what to do
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| I don’t know what to do
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| I don’t know what to do
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| I don’t know what to do
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| I’ve played with gasoline and lit it now after mourning
|
| Cured my apathy, see that forest burning
|
| It’s plagued with all the thieves, their world came down without a warning
|
| And I’m the one they see, look the sky is falling
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| Burn
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| Burn
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| Burn
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| Burn
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| An angel wakes me, rids the burden of a hangman’s fate
|
| Clear those eyes
|
| Light the gasoline, lit it after mourning
|
| Cured my apathy, see that forest burning
|
| They don’t know what to do
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| They don’t know what to do
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| They don’t know what to do
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| They don’t know what to do
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| They don’t know what to do
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| They don’t know what to do
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| They don’t know what to do
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| They don’t know what to do |